Got about a 1/2″ of rain last night. Amen! And a lot less pollen in the air. Double Amen!

I took my sweet Kathy and Jesse over to eat lunch at John Boy’s today. Good ol’ Southern Cookin’!

As I sat in my chair, I glanced over to a corner table. I thought to myself, “That guy’s a Kenyan.” I reckon it’s from living overseas for so long, but I’m almost always right.

I told Kathy, “He looks Kikuyu,” one of the tribes I worked with a lot.

As we continued eating I heard them say, “Bwana asifiwe!” which in Swahili means, “Praise the Lord.” That’s all I needed to hear. I went over to the table introduced myself and said, “You’re from Kenya, right brothah?”

“Dat’s right!” he replied.

I immediately went into a string of Swahili greetings and asked him about his family. The other white folks at the table were blown away. I guess they don’t see many people come up to a table and start speaking Swahili!

Turns out they were from First Baptist Snellville. In fact their missions director Terry, I’ve talked to on the phone a few times.

It’s amazing to me how the Father works things out. I’ve told many people how the most important thing that happens in my day is normally never planned. This was a perfect example of that.

So we shared contact info and I hope to help FBC Snellville get plugged into some local missions work!

We came home briefly to work on some admin duties before loading back up into the car and going over to Azalea to help the kids.

Big group of kids. We worked a lot on addition facts and multiplication tables. I try to make it fun . . . at least as fun as it can be.

Came on home and watched Red with Kathy. Really liked that movie! Old guys still got some tricks up their sleeves!

Oh, yeah.